Mr. Average Englishman.

I'm pissed off to the enth,
There's nothing that makes sense.
The criminals live in luxury,
While we just count our pence!

The politicians talk and talk,
Deciding very little.
Us people count for nothing now,
We're treated like lickspittle!!

Our Dave's just finished conference
Where nothing's arranged to make any sense,
And no one's allowed to mention E.U.
But that's the one thing that matters, says who?

To avoid the future Socialist,
We all know what that means.
The idle will be cosseted
And we can count our beans!!

At last, our prayer for those who care,
Don't cast us all adrift.
For we're the ones who do the work
and try to practice thrift!!

To cap it all, the Beureaucrats,
In Brussels want more cash.
Our counry's making sacrifices
For Brussels it's one big bash!!

Now France and Germany together
Can't agree on paying more.
Let the banks pay up their proper share
And there's no need to hit the poor!!

And so say all of us!!